The weakling is reborn: the delicate one comes into my arms

"Jingchuan."

Jin Chengfeng raised his hand to stop Xiao Jingchuan's words, took a breath, and pointed to the top laboratory in Europe.

"Jingchuan, what you have given me this year has been enough. Otherwise, my idea may not reach the progress I have today in five or ten years. My colleagues are beginning to worry whether I have received secret funding from some country." , turned into crazy medical lunatic independents.”

"However, any medical research takes time."

Both sides of the line suddenly looked at each other and were speechless.

Xiao Jingchuan raised his hand to grab the hair on his forehead, lowered his head and took a deep breath.

His chest was heaving violently, and the sweat on the side of his face had flowed along his jawline to his slender neck. His rough breathing was like a sleeping beast making its final struggle.

To Chu Fei's ears, it was like a reminder.

His hand had reached into his pocket and he had pinched the sedative he had prepared in advance, preparing to knock Xiao Jingchuan down to save his own life when he couldn't control his rage.

After all, he has been Xiao Jingchuan's psychiatrist for five years, and he has really suffered too much. He is not disfigured today because of his strong recovery and natural beauty.

Xiao Jingchuan pressed his head tightly, his eyes were filled with thick black, and his chin touched the string around his neck. He hooked Tang Jiao with shaking hands and hung the necklace for him with his own hands, and pulled out the dzi bead hidden in his collar. Hold on tight.

After a long time, he pushed his forehead back, revealing his sharp face, and his sharp gaze, which was far beyond his age, was locked on Jin Chengfeng.

"Eight months."

"Brother Chengfeng, eight months at most. I want to receive news of clinical success."

Jin Chengfeng, a medical genius who has dealt with the Lord of Hell countless times on the operating bed, claimed thousands of lives, and solved dozens of medical problems, is a world-renowned master of brain oncology, and the youngest professor at the Institute of Medical Sciences! !

For the first time, I felt like I was being forced with a gun to rob someone from the Lord of Hell.

A pair of peach blossom eyes showed aroused interest in being provoked. He turned to look at Chu Fei who was standing beside him as if he was facing a formidable enemy, and smiled and cursed:

"Look what kind of hell you have brought upon me."

Chu Fei glanced at Xiao Jingchuan from the corner of his eyes, stretched out his hand from his pocket and wiped the sweat from his face, pulled the corner of his mouth and sighed, and said with a smile:

"Senior brother, pressure is motivation. If your experiment is successful, all your merits will be returned to your country to build temples and statues for worship."

"Fuck off."

Jin Chengfeng immediately disconnected the connection.

Chu Fei looked at the dark computer screen and turned to look at Xiao Jingchuan, whose eyes were already full of aggression.

He stood up quickly and took a step back.

"Calm down! Jingchuan, calm down!"

"Don't you know that my senior brother means that it can be done?"

He pointed at Xiao Jingchuan's watch and reminded: "You've called the police several times. That little girl has an app on her phone. If she finds out -"

"okay."

Xiao Jingchuan leaned back on the sofa as if exhausted, covering his eyes with his arms, his voice hoarse: "I didn't lose control."

Chu Fei moved two steps away and sat on the opposite side, letting out a big breath:

"Then can't I tell if you've lost control of yourself? Just because you're not completely out of control, it doesn't stop you from getting really annoyed. You might as well give me a beating to discourage you!"

Chu Fei said angrily, this is really a high-risk job for him!

Xiao Jingchuan moved his hand away, his wolf-like cold eyes fell on Chu Fei, and he sneered at himself.

"Chu Fei."

"Do you think I can be completely okay?"

For the first time, there was an emptiness in the young man's voice that Chu Fei had never heard before.

Chu Fei's careless expression stopped and he said seriously:

"Jingchuan, I guarantee with my professional experience that you are already the most self-controlled, adaptable, and outstanding person with high-functioning affective disorder. Don't doubt yourself."

The vulnerability on Xiao Jingchuan's face was fleeting, but the determination in his eyes was shocking.

He said calmly: "Add electroshock to my treatment."

Chu Fei's expression changed, and he sat up straight: "You are crazy!! In your current situation, you only need to undergo regular diagnosis and treatment as usual, and there is no need to use electroshock at all!"

Xiao Jingchuan stood up. Xin's tall and tall figure was wider and stronger than the average adult. He turned around and prepared to leave.

"Pull my threshold to the highest level. Chu Fei, once the worst happens, I must support her. I can't go crazy first."

Chu Fei stared at the young man's leaving figure in silence, and for a long time he raised his foot and kicked the coffee table.

"Crazy, crazy! I think you are fucking crazy now!"

He was so angry that he pulled his hair into chicken coops, cursed, got up and walked upstairs.

"I'm running a fucking psychological clinic, not a fucking mental abuse facility! Damn! This little lunatic, the bigger he gets, the crazier he gets!"

……

There was a soothing silence in the apartment.

Xiao Jingchuan stood in the entrance hall, looking at the swing swinging slightly outside the floor-to-ceiling window of the living room, and took off his shoes for a long time before entering the house.

The master bedroom door was quietly opened, and the air-conditioning wind mixed with the girl's unique fragrance floated out.

The air conditioner in the room has been turned off on time, and the only sound left in the room is the faint sound of the ventilation fan turning.

In the dim room, there was only a warm small lamp beside the bed, and a warm yellow halo enveloped the girl's face.

The blood on the corners of his forehead seemed to have dispersed a little.

Xiao Jingchuan approached silently, bent down and pulled down the pajamas that had been lifted up, revealing her slender waist, and covered her round and lovely belly button.

He suddenly thought of Tang Jiao's bulging belly after dinner, and couldn't help but laugh.

Where did everyone eat?

With a light hand, he put the thin legs that were in a difficult position back to the normal position, and pulled the trouser legs that touched the knees to the ankles, covering the slender white calves.

The one who had been kicked to the end of the bed was covered again, and was immediately kicked again.

Xiao Jingchuan patiently pulled it up again.

The most well-behaved baby, the worst sleeping position.

He sat on the edge of the bed and quietly looked at Tang Jiao's sleeping face, his eyebrows relaxed and his mouth sipping twice.

There should be no more pain, and I probably had a good dream.

He couldn't help but stretched out his hand to caress his soft face. When he was about to withdraw his hand, Tang Jiao suddenly turned over. His warm little hand grabbed his hand and pressed it down on his face, muttering something in his mouth. .

The warm, soft and smooth side of her face completely sunk into his palm.

Xiao Jingchuan leaned down and listened carefully to her ear, then his eyebrows softened.

What Tang Ziao said in his dream was: Xiao Jingchuan smells so good.

The clock passed silently for half an hour.

Tang Jiao's lips pursed slightly, his breathing was very slow, and he didn't kick the quilt anymore.

Xiao Jingchuan withdrew his seemingly tireless eyes and stood up.

The corner of his eye glanced at the desk opposite the bed, and he turned around and left.

In the middle of the desk, lying quietly is a notebook with a tender pink cherry blossom cover.

Before Tang Jiao went to bed and left, there was no notebook on the table.